Not Virgin Anymore - Poem by Tanzila Rehmat
Knocking, something is trouncing and cracking
In her deepest self, the fear is whacking!
Cutting and slapping her self-reliance
Cursing his brutality his downright defiance!
Talking, someone is speaking and screaming
Deep down in her soul, she feels herself steaming!
Cuffing and chaining her will-power
Bearing his intensity; the hardest hour!
Moaning, something is sighing and bashing
In her body, the meek spirit with cruel is clashing!
Letting and leaving herself go mental and mad
Tolerating, promising not to get emotional and sad!
Silencing, someone is quietening and shushing
Inside her, heartlessness is continuously pushing!
Cramping and holding back, she is getting insensitive
Patting, consoling.. with her own heart getting competitive!
Fading, something is disappearing and dying
Inside out, squeaking on the surface she's lying!
Hammering and beating with her heels the floor
Failing, passing away, not virgin anymore!
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